Fire

How do you get to me, and know me so well?
I've told you once and I've told you twice.
My heart burns like the deepest depth of hell.
It's sizzling to the touch, almost as hot as ice.
You make me wonder by the way you move.
You are far more striking than anyone I've seen.
Three simple words are what it will take to prove.
The sun doesn't compare, and the moon lacks sheen,
when compared to you.
After the sun sets and the night grows dark,
it pains me to say goodbye, adieu, adieu.
If you look inside at my heart, you'll see you left a long-lasting mark.
You make me feel like my soul is on fire,
hopefully you're not being a liar.

by Jessica Stuart